A/N: Merry Christmas readers!! I hope you all had an amazing day and for those of you who didn't my dms are always open if you need support or to vent. As always, I didn't read through this for typos so good luck Xx.
Your vision was blocked by a mess of blonde hair. You face was nestled in Cordelia's shoulder, and you didn't want to move. She was so comfortable, and you were so warm. Her little snores were adorable, but you were having trouble holding back your giggles. Just as you finally were able to relax and got settled back in you felt hands circle around you someone press up against your back. You about hit the ceiling, but the women's limbs kept you in place.
Her perfume gave her away and you knew right away it was Mina. You pulled away from Delia to look around, realizing that you were in Minas room... but Cordelia was here. You weren't going to question it; you were just going to enjoy it while it lasted. This was everything you'd been wanting and a selfish part of you hoped that they'd get over whatever resentments they had and be this way all of the time.
Your guilt weighed on your often. You knew that you only knew half of what the two women had been through and here you were expecting them to just move on. You knew some things and even experienced them through dreams... but it was just a dream. It didn't feel real, but you knew it was. You had hardly any emotional attachment to those negative memories of the past. But you knew it wasn't the same for Mina and Delia. On one hand you envied their knowledge but on the other you hoped to never bear the burden of it. You knew you'd have too though. You had to get your memories back, if not for you than for Cordelia. You loved her now, without the memories... but you knew it wasn't fair of you to ask her to start over. She'd been waiting for decades to be with you, and you weren't cruel enough to ask her to give up the past, not when it was filled with so much happiness and joyful memories with her. You couldn't ever get the feeling of those back if you didn't allow her to restore your memories and even if you were lucky enough to have them return slowly you knew it wouldn't have the same emotional attachment. Any emotional torment those memories unlocked would be worth experiencing if it meant Cordelia would be happy.
Sometimes you wondered if she actually loved you or if she just coveted the person, you once were. You knew that even with your memories restored you'd never be the person you were. You had an entire lifetime worth of new experiences that had shaped you. And you good really say that you wanted to be the person you were before because the person you are now loved Mina and made her happy. You hoped that you'd be able to make both women happy but negative feelings still clung to you.
But every time those thoughts overwhelmed you you thought of Cordelia's smile and Wilhemina's laugh, of all of the times you been held and told you were loved just as you were.
You were downright shocked when you awoke to see that Mina allowed Cordelia in the room much less the bed. Your jaw dropped when you saw Delia wearing Mina's lilac pajamas... 'wtf is going on' was your first thought. You wondered briefly if Cordelia used some kind of witchy magic on Mina but figured that Delia would think that was unethical or whatever with her 'blah blah responsible use of magic blah'
"Stop moving." Mina grumbled as she buried her face in your hair. The feeling of her breath tickled your neck making you giggle and squirm even more. You felt Delia shift letting you know that she was awake now to.
"Good morning sweet girl." Delia said. You looked up to see her sleepy brown eyes and tired smile.
"Not morning yet." Mina mumbled in her half-asleep state. You and Cordelia laughed which resulted in waking Mina fully... unfortunately. Mina immediately detangled herself from you and moved to the edge of the bed.
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